Archives October 2012

What a mess, slow vote to China

Wow the pictures of the damage from Sandy are pretty horrific, especially the Atlantic City and NYC images.

The most serious of all the problems appears to be in NYC’s subway system.  The 108 year old subterranean transit grid is flooded from floor to ceiling in many areas.

If the flood water was rain water that would be a pain in the ass and serious.  However this is corrosive salt water which even after it is pumped away can have devastating effects on mechanical and electrical equipment.  I simply can not imagine the scope of headaches facing those in charge of getting the system back up and running.

In related news, Ali decided to cancel her trip to NYC to run the marathon.  Partly because of this disaster.  The likelihood of them having mass transit functional in time for this weekends marathon seems impossible.  I was very surprised that at least yesterday, Mayor Bloomberg said the marathon is still a go.  The good news is Ali will have automatic entry into next year’s race and will have plenty of time to make sure she is ready to perform at her best.  Instead she will be using the planned time off to visit her family.

Early voting started in Florida on Saturday.  The lines have been miles long with some people waiting upwards of an hour to vote.  We have an early voting location right next door and the lines snaked out the door for the majority of the day yesterday.

Part of the reason for this is the stupid, stupid decision to go backwards and utilize paper ballots.  The entire process is just slow.  They only had two people checking voters in which is far too few in a presidential election year.   Checking in requires you to hand over your drivers license while a volunteer senior citizen slowly enters your info.  Then you sign your name and they hand you a ticket that allows you to vote.

Next you go into the actual voting room where you again wait while the long 3 page ballot is printed out.  You then take that ballot to one of the flimsy tables with thin cardboard “walls” and start filling in circles like we did back in 1974.  It just seems ridiculous that we still vote this way.

Anyway I went next door first thing this morning and voted so I managed to avoid the massive lines.  I did my small part.  Hopefully it makes a difference.

 

Painting, relaxed radio install, Eagles annihilated, dip crash, cool…..

So during the nights last week I started doing the prep work for the painting of the master bedroom.  That work included stripping the room and the walls as well as pulling large furniture items away from the walls.  I took off from work Friday and Monday to make time for the actual painting process as the area I was painting was the largest I ever had tackled myself, by far.

Thursday night I went around the room and hit discolored spots on the white walls with Killz.  The walk in closet was the worst spot where years of throwing shoes and bags left various scuff marks.  Unfortunately Killz has some pretty serious fumes.  I went to sleep in the midst of them.

On Friday morning I didn’t waste much time before getting started with the meat and potatoes project, I was getting busy by 8am.  First up was the dreaded taping portion of the job.

Taping is a very important part of a painting project.  If done well it can dramatically improve the end result of the painting as well as making it go faster when you are painting since you don’t have to try to paint an edge slowly by hand.  Taping also is tedious as hell. It took me about two and a half hours to tape everything.

I then cracked open the paint can and got to work.  First I painted by brush along all of the taped areas and then got out the roller to hit the wide expanses of wall real estate.

I have commented before on just how tough of a full body workout painting a room is.  Pressing a roller hard into the wall from 6 inches above the floor to 8 feet high will hit your core from about every angle imaginable.  I just barely had enough paint to cover everything with two coats, full two cans.

I was slopping paint on the walls until 5:30.  By the time I was done removing tape, touching stuff up and doing basic clean up  it was damn close to 8:30, twelve and a half hours after I started.  I was beat but glad to have the damn thing knocked out in one long day.

The color looked good in the room although I already knew it would since it has been utilized in most areas of the house already.  The bedroom feels classier and warmer, if that makes sense.

You can see all the pictures I took along the way here.

Saturday morning I took care of putting the shelving back in the master closet and the window hardware back on the walls.  Ripping everything out of the closet was an opportunity for me to do some house cleaning of both clothing and things that were stuffed in the closet that I didn’t need.  I had a large trash bag of stuff to donate when I was done as well as a pile for Ali to go through to see what she wanted. I also took the old pictures off the wall, figuring it would be therapeutic to replace them with something new and fresh.

Saturday afternoon I wanted to get my used Ebay radio installed into the Tacoma.  After my experience installing another Pioneer radio in my SSR and it taking upwards of 20 hours of my time doing so, I was nervous about the install despite what I found on the internet, making it seem like it should be pretty easy.  Imagine my surprise when it actually was easy.

Getting access to the radio just involved removing one panel.  The adapter harness I bought worked perfectly and the wire connections were very straight forward. In the course of two hours I had it all done, a minor miracle.

The radio doesn’t have all the features the 930BT does which is in the SSR.  The 310BT doesn’t support a back up camera, Bluetooth music streaming, direct Iphone integration and has a smaller screen but still it is a huge upgrade from what I had in there.

The menu system isn’t very intuitive either but with a brief glance in the manual I figured it all out in short order.

I videoed the install to add to my growing list of 99 Tacoma how to clips. Here it is.

Saturday night I wanted to go grab a new pair of flip flops, my old pair started to fall apart.  I figured I would take a run up to the Miromar Outlets.  I asked Ali if she felt like tagging along, she said she would, she hadn’t been to the outlets in a long time.

We grabbed some food as well while we were up there.  I bought some sandals at Oakley, a couple $10 shirts at the Gap outlet and a pair of dirt cheap wide receiver gloves at the Under Armour outlet to be used for bar work.

There was a funny/awkward moment as we we were driving back into Ali’s complex.  It is gated and after a certain time of day the gates close, requiring  you to use an access card at a sensor.  Well a car had just entered a hundred yards ahead of us so I hoped I could sneak through without flashing my card as well.

As I got close the the gate started to close.  Ali blurted out “Honey!!” as a warning and then quickly corrected by saying, “I mean, Shawn.”  I laughed and told her I knew who she meant.

Sunday morning I had a race to time.  It went pretty well although the three distances at once (2 mile walk/5k/8k run) presented a few challenges.  After the race I followed Ali back to her place.  We talked about bringing the dogs out to the house with Ali so she could bird sit while I pressure washed Tuki’s cage, which hadn’t been done since Ali moved out.

Ali actually didn’t show up to the house until after noon, she took a nap since she was exhausted.  When she got there I didn’t waste anytime pulling Tuki’s cage out in the driveway and blasting away.

Ali stayed to watch the Eagles game, lucky her.

That game was a complete ass beating from start to finish.  Everyone’s hope was the defense would come alive with the insertion of Todd Bowles as coordinator.  Instead it imploded, allowing the Falcons to drive up and down the field repeatedly.  I think they allowed the Falcons to score the first SIX TIMES they touched the ball, just an incredibly inept stat. They were in a word, terrible.

Once again they could not generate any pressure on the QB, registering two oh by the way sacks (one was a fall down) later in the game.  How a team that lead the league in sacks last year with basically the same core of players suddenly can’t get there this year is a mystery to me.

The offense was basically inept as well.  Vick, although he actually didn’t turn the ball over (a minor miracle) was mediocre at best, just like he has been since the short streak in 2010 when he took the job away from Kolb.  It is crazy that there is serious talk going on about replacing Vick, one of the most overpaid players in the NFL, with a third round pick rookie QB.  Talk about desperation setting in.

This also was a rather historic loss in another way.  For the last 14 years, Andy Reid had NEVER lost a game following a bye week, NEVER.  Evidently having an extra week to prepare always meant the Eagles were prepped and ready to go.  Well obviously that streak smashed into a brick wall Sunday.  Not only did they lose, they were crushed.  At no point during the game did the Eagles look like they even should be on the same field as the Falcons. It was that bad.

So what is wrong with this team?  By all experts accounts they are one of the most talented teams in the NFC.  Why can they not find a way to utilize all that talent in a consistent, effective manner?  I don’t know the magic pill but I do know if this team flounders it’s way to another break even season or worse where it misses the playoffs, we all may finally get a belated Xmas gift when Fat Andy is finally set out to pasture.

Monday I had a pretty much clean slate since I busted it up to that point.  The weather outside was pretty amazing with cool temps and low humidity, prompting me to open the front door and windows for the first time in roughly 6 months.

I did need to get something productive done so I weed whacked the property, something I avoided for the last 3 weeks.  Luckily the grass has started to move into it’s slow growth period as we head into the holidays.

I headed out to run a number of errands, enjoying my new radio as I did.  By the time I got back it was lunch time.

I decided to head outside to do some work on the bars.  I started off well, setting a new personal best in weighted pull ups, managing to pull chin high with 90 extra pounds hanging on me.

I thought I would round it out doing a 90 pound weighted dip.  I never had tried weighted dips at home before.

Because of the height of my parallel bars, when I do dips (unweighted) I sort of hop up and back to get into position.  Well without thinking, I did the same thing with 90 pounds between my legs.

Well as I hopped I started a pendulum movement with the weights that kept amplifying.  Within a second or two I lost control and came crashing forward.  As I did my right upper arm crashed into the top of one of the 4×4 supports.  When I landed I did a quick physical inventory and looked at my arm.  It looked like a nasty brush burn but it felt superficial.  I am very lucky I didn’t tear something.

At first I was going to bag it but I was now pissed off and decided to hop up there again after a couple minutes.  I was able to hop up without crashing but stalled out trying to push back up.

If you would like to see the crash as it took place, look here.

As time passed the impact area got pretty nasty looking as you can see here.

The rest of my Sunday I just sort of chilled out, literally.  With all the windows open the house literally got chilly at one point, enough so that I closed them.

It was a very productive weekend that started out high effort but ended coasting in gradually, just like I prefer.

Man the storm in the NE was horrible.  Seeing some of those pictures of Atlantic City and NYC were shocking.

 

 

 

 

Myblowes, techno wonder, side tracked

Last night after work I figured I would stop at Lowe’s and get the paint for the bedroom.  What I expected to be a quick stop turned into a long, drawn out, annoying as shit affair.

When I painted the bathroom in July, the clerk at the paint counter convinced me to sign up for mylowes.com.  He told me how this wonderful site would keep track of your Lowe purchases.  He said in my particular case it would be beneficial because it would also keep my paint color code so I don’t have to worry about keeping old cans of paint around.  Ok, sounds great, I signed up.

So when I walked in there last night I expected to utilize my mylowes account to pull back my paint code.  I expected too much.

The first hassle was I didn’t remember my account password but I did have the little mylowes card with a bar code on it.  I asked if they could access my account using that.  He said he thought they could if they used their little hand held custom Apple Touch devices.

He walked me back to another counter and a woman that had one of these scanners.  At first he asked her if she could do it but it became obvious quickly that she had no idea how to do it.  She was fumbling around for awhile before the guy that was with me grabbed it and tried.  He was unable to get my account to come up either.

Ok, I told him I would initiate a password reset so I could just get into the info via the website.  After stepping outside and waiting for the email to show up, I completed the reset process and headed back to the paint counter.

The guy I was just dealing with had disappeared, I later found out he went to lunch.  Also other customers had showed up so I had to wait until they were helped.  In the meantime I went over to the public pc and logged into my account and brought up my past paint purchase, figuring that was all I would need.

So the woman that didn’t know how to work the handheld device was the one that was covering the paint counter.  I told her I finally had my account up so she could get the paint code.  She came over and looked.  It was like she had never seen mylowes before.  She said she didn’t see a paint code but I could tell that she didn’t even know where a paint code would be on the site.

She called over someone else and they said that the one number MIGHT be a paint code but he wasn’t sure.  My patience expired.  After more head scratching and confused looks I told the woman that I would just have to go dig out a paint can if I still have one.  I told her I didn’t understand why Lowes would push customers into using their site if the employees aren’t trained on how to use it.  Luckily I did have an old can of the paint in the utility room.

In the middle of the paint drama, I walked out and met Ali in the parking lot.  She brought her Volt to show me.

It’s amazing how far the tech has advanced in the past 5 years.  When we bought the Camry Hybrid it seemed like we were right on the cutting edge of cool tech.  The Volt makes the Camry look like old school.

Ali was showing me some of what she learned about the car during the brief orientation at the dealership.  The dual video screens, one for the dash and one for the AV system puts a huge amount of info at your fingertips.  The OnStar connection teamed up with Iphone integration puts a ton of entertainment in front of you.  Ali flipped through screens where you could check the local weather forecast, closest gas stations and what is playing in movie theaters (complete with plots and directions to closest theaters)

Of course all of this stuff is like crack to a techno-addict such as myself.  It is like driving around in your own little gas free space ship.  Ali was very excited about what will likely be her set of wheels for at least the next half decade.

With the back seat folded down Nicki actually has substantially more room to relax then she did in the Camry.  The hatchback configuration will give Ali a lot more flexibility to haul stuff in general.

So since I spent so much time at Lowes I got home much later than I hoped.  The game plan was to put another big dent in the paint prep for the bedroom.  I was annoyed I was getting a late start.  Well the start got delayed a lot longer.

My dad had called me a few days ago about some message he was getting on his laptop that he couldn’t get rid of.  I told him at the time to call me when he was ready to get the laptop on the internet so I could remote control to it.  Well last night he was ready.

I went through a very tedious process of walking dad through getting remote control software loaded on his laptop.  This was further retarded by his slow internet connection which is via a 3G wireless adapter.  Eventually after close to an hour on the phone I was able to rectify his problem.

 By the time I was done with dad it was after 8PM.  I was frustrated but wanted to at least get something productive done in the bedroom.

I patched a couple damaged areas around the window, swept the walls to remove any stray cobwebs and wiped down the baseboard area with a wet rag to ensure a good surface to tape onto.  It’s far less than I hoped to get done but at least it was something.

I expect the next 4 days to be both physically and mentally grueling.  In addition to the painting project I hope to get my Pioneer stereo installed in the Tacoma over the long weekend.  I am quite sure that will have it’s own unique set of “challenges” as well.

Just to make things interesting I have another race to time on Sunday morning.

At least I should have no shortage of things to write about come Tuesday.

Just do it

So last night I finally began officially on the master bedroom painting project.  This project has literally been on the books for YEARS.  When Ali was still living out at the house we used our inability to decide on a color as a reason to back burner painting the room for a long time.  That and the fact that I view painting as a major pain in the ass.

Well I decided to finally just bite the bullet, take a couple days off this upcoming weekend and like Nike says, just do it.

I eliminated the color debate by deciding to just use the warm, neutral sandy tan color that I used in the master bathroom and that is utilized in most of the main living area.  No it isn’t splashy or daring but I think it will look good.

So last night after dinner I started the prep process.  I removed smaller items from the bedroom and utilized furniture sliders to get the bigger things far enough away from the wall so I could work behind them.

I removed the outlet and switch covers.  Every time I have painted other rooms in the house I get annoyed during this part of the process with the builder.  Evidently whomever they contracted to do the painting in the house were lazy assholes.  When they applied finishing touches to the paint they didn’t bother to remove these plates to do so.  As a result a lot of them are stuck on the wall, requiring some work with an exacto knife to remove them.  I mean how f’ing lazy can you be, just remove the one or two screws….

I was wishing I wouldn’t have to bother with the walk in closet.  I know sometimes when a room is repainted people don’t even bother doing the closet. However since the door to my walk in closet is open all the time it would look like shit if I left it builders white.  I slowly worked on the tedious process of first removing all the items in it before disassembling the two layers of wire shelving.

When I was done I was surprised how big the space was since I had not seen it with bare walls since the house was built in 2001.

I found the process a bit depressing as well on several levels.  As I was cleaning stuff out of course I came across Ali items that have not yet found their way to her condo.  I piled them up in a box.  It is unavoidable that this triggered  feelings of sadness about the death of what once was, regardless of it’s necessity.

Plus the idea that I was going to be painting and doing all the associated ancillary work in this big f’ing area myself was nothing that excited me in the least.  I am just going to keep my head down and keep plowing forward until I emerge from the other side.

Ali picks up her new Volt today, I am excited for her.

You can follow all the pictures from the paint project here.

27

Last night after work I headed out back to my bars and set a new PR in pull up reps, netting 27 reps, two more than my prior best.  It sort of came out of nowhere, I had not done more than 23 reps since I managed to get 25 reps a few months ago.

I also messed around with another pole hold that I saw done before but never tried myself.  I was surprised that I was able to hold it pretty cleanly the first time out.

I caught the tail end of the debate before hopping in the shower.  I felt uncomfortable having the two candidates so close to each other on the table, it was sort of odd. I missed Obama’s zinger where he reminded Mitt the military doesn’t use bayonets and horses any longer.  I did catch some of Mitt’s overuse of the word “tumult”.

If you were relying on the results of the last debate to make up your mind on who to vote for I suggest you go do some more research.

For instance, if you are one of those that thinks Mitt knows all about building businesses and making money, so he must be good for the economy,  I suggest you take a look at this article.  It is written by David Stockman, who was Ronald Reagan’s budget director.  You will get a thorough understanding of exactly what Bain really did to make it’s billions and why it is no blueprint for any sort of future economic plan.  Equating “building” a leverage buyout firm with a sound economic plan makes as much sense as declaring the US is going to start exporting diabetes.

Shocking

Saturday morning I timed a regional cross country meet, the third year I have timed this particular event.  This was the largest event to date with 33 teams and 857 kids signed up.  Before the race some of the kids that were assigned to help out were given a task.

There were big envelopes made up for each team.  Inside each packet was that team’s roster along with the chip numbers assigned to them.  To make this process easier, I sorted the teams so each team had a contiguous block of numbers assigned to them.  I thought this couldn’t get much easier, you look at the first name and last name on the teams list and the numbers they are assigned, you then simply pull out all of the chips in between those numbers and drop them in the envelope.

Well despite explaining this process pretty thoroughly, even though I don’t think it warranted a thorough explanation, it somehow got messed up.  When I looked over at the table a few minutes later it was covered with chips strewn about.  I walked over and asked what happened.  The one girl said that someone was “confused” and messed up what I thought was a fool proof procedure.

I was pretty worried about the wrong chips getting into the wrong hands and the timing headaches it would cause.  Luckily they eventually got it all sorted out.

The finish line for this race is in the school’s football stadium which is always kind of cool.  The only thing that isn’t cool is the real turf that it is made out of has millions of tiny little rubber pellets which quickly fill your sneakers and adhere to anything placed on the ground when the field is damp with morning dew.  The good thing about real turf is I had zero issues with kids tripping on the finish mats since it is short and uniform in height.

I had a bit of a scare during the girls varsity race which was the first of four.  About half way into it the timing box started beeping continuously.  I looked at the indicator leds and saw there was an issue with one of the two timing mats.  I was really surprised because I was actually using two of the brand new timing mats I had received a a few weeks ago.

So I quickly cycled power on the timing box, hoping it was just some sort of weird glitch.  No dice.  I looked up at the clock and saw I was at about 12 or 13 minutes.  I was considering if I wanted to try to quickly replace the mat.  I imagined a nightmare scenario where a girl would be streaking towards the finish line I was still f’ing around with the mats so I decided to just let it go and rely on the one mat that was up and running.

Luckily it seemed to work out.  After the first race I swapped in another mat and it worked fine, confirming that my brand new mat was indeed dead.

After that excitement to start the day the rest of my timing duties went down pretty smoothly.  Despite the huge volume of kids I had relatively few problems.  The biggest problem was the roughly dozen timing chips I did not get back that we have to now try to get back with threats of a bill of $20 per chip.

I didn’t get off site until after 11:30.  I had to rush home and quickly post the results before heading right back out.  I was supposed to go pick up Ali to go look at cars, specifically a Chevy Volt.

Ali has been concerned that the Camry was getting up there in both years and mileage (it crossed 100k miles a few months ago).  The idea of getting smacked with unplanned repair bills wasn’t something she was real keen on.

I had been following the Volt for a long time.  It is a techolover’s dream car.  It takes what I think is an ideal approach to green travel, upping what the Camry does to an impressive degree.  Although the Camry is also a gas/electric hybrid, it utilizes both pretty equally to squeeze out it’s mileage numbers of 35/40 mpg, quite good for a sedan.  The Camry actually can be driven short distances in pure electric mode at speeds of up to 42 mph which we always thought was kind of cool.

Well the Volt can go around 40 miles of normal driving using nothing but battery power which is awesome.  If you are going on a long trip there is a gas engine that can be utilized as well so you don’t have to worry about being stranded if the juice runs out like you would if you had something like a Nissan Leaf.    The Volt potentially can avoid all use of gas for long periods of time if your daily driving requirements are not huge but is flexible enough to be used for long road trips as well.

Toyota actually makes a plug in Prius now but it only can go a maximum of 6 miles on pure electric mode which seems kind of silly.

I was the one that pitched the idea of a Volt to Ali since I saw they were offering huge incentives on the car since sales have been far less than hoped for.  She asked that I accompany her to the dealership since I worked as a slimy car salesman for 16 months in my early 20’s.

I called ahead to the local Chevy dealer to verify they had a Volt to test drive.  The sales guy executed sales 101, telling me he wasn’t sure if they had one (he knew they did), but he would check and call me back if I gave him my number.  Now, innocently he has obtained a contact number where he can hound me incessantly if he chooses to.  After probably reading a magazine for a few minutes, he called me back with the good news, they had one on the lot we could drive.

As we pulled into the dealership we were greeted by Jason, a friendly younger guy.  When I was looking at Camaros I had stopped in there and the place seemed to be populated with nothing but old stereotypical car sales guys.  I was glad we didn’t get one of them.

Jason grabbed the keys to the car and handed them to Ali.  I told her there was no reason for me to drive it even though I certainly would have liked to.  It is a geek’s dream.  Sitting behind the wheel reminds me of sitting in the one of those wrap around cabinet video games, there are just bells and whistles everywhere.

The test drive went fine, you couldn’t really tell you weren’t consuming any gasoline although the lack of typical engine noise was a good clue.  Ali liked the car.  There was one issue though, Ali didn’t want the options on this particular Volt.  Most Volts are equipped with leather seats, something Ali would never go for.  This Volt also had upgraded chrome wheels and a couple other things Ali didn’t care about.

The sales guy said he would go inside to do a search of other dealers inventory for something that was what Ali was interested in.  While he did that Ali got to look over more of the interior of the car in detail.  Luckily Ali approved of the cup holders, one of the most important things when it comes to buying a vehicle.

So we went inside and Jason showed us what he found.  The two cars that had the exact options Ali wanted were in two colors Ali did not want, red and blue.  Ali much prefers neutral colors like tan or the silver of the car she drove.  There was a silver Volt that had what Ali wanted minus the navigation system.

At first this seemed like a big negative to Ali but when Jason said the car comes with 3 years of free Onstar service which included turn by turn directions (minus a map on the screen) it seemed like less of a negative.  I told Ali she uses the NAV in the Camry very rarely and if she needed a map it already will reside on her Iphone. Jason said he also expects there will be a 3rd party smart phone app, similar to what is out for the Camaro that allows her phone to basically replace an in car system, displaying Iphone map data on the car’s AV screen.

Ok, so now we were landed on a vehicle that Ali would like.  Jason asked if we could get numbers that we were happy with if Ali would buy the car.  She said yes, although it would be a big stretch.  When Jason was running back and forth checking on things, he had left the print outs of the prospective vehicle on the desk.  I took a look at it and had to laugh a bit when I saw the print out included the dealer invoice.  I already knew approximately what the invoice was but I don’t think he intended for me to have it quite so accessible.

Ok so now they had to take a look at the Camry to see what it’s worth.  The Camry is still in great shape, it’s biggest wart is the high mileage.  I had run wholesale numbers on it’s worth prior to coming to the dealership so I had realistic expectations. Well Jason’s initial number did not come close to meeting those expectations.  They were obviously trying to “steal” the trade initially, another very common tactic.  They never expect a person to accept the first offer but if they are dumb enough to do so they make a killing on the trade so they always start very low.

I told Jason that number was way low based on the numbers I saw.  Of course he disagreed with my numbers and asked if he could bump the trade a grand if we could do a deal.  I told him that I had already been in contact with another dealership in Estero that was very interested in selling us a car.  I also said we were considering taking a look at a new Prius.

Basically, the most important thing you can do in a car sales negotiation is establish that you are not married to buying a car and are willing to walk away.  So, after some more staged back and forth talk about the numbers we arrived at a trade number $2500 above what we were initially offered.  It was higher than the black book values I found.  I backed this up by quickly checking retail prices of high mileage Camry Hybrids on AutoTrader which were not good.  It was a decent trade offer.

What made up for the median trade offer were the amazing incentives they are offering on the Volt.  2013’s have a $2000 rebate AND 60 month zero percent financing, wow.  If that was not enough to knock your socks off, come tax time, Ali will be receiving an ADDITIONAL $7500 back from Uncle Sam for the Volt purchase.  So basically you are getting a $10k spiff and free financing, it is pretty crazy.

So it was easy to figure payment numbers no interest to worry about.  The numbers still came in a bit high so Ali and I did some quick on the spot discussions related to divorce financial issues where we would utilize the majority of the remaining joint funds to help her knock down her monthly payment.  I agreed to do so in good faith, trusting that it will be accounted for cleanly when the time arrives to do so.  Even now, I was excited to help Ali to get into cool, new wheels.

So after confirming with me that I thought it was a good deal, Ali shook Jason’s hand and became the proud owner of a new Volt.  She should be picking it up tomorrow once it arrives from the dealership where it is currently housed.  Ali is hoping to employ my tech savy to get the Volt dialed in once she takes possession.

I walked away from the deal with the odd feeling of being jealous of both Ali’s living arrangements and future transportation accommodations.  She will probably save $100 + a month in gas at the current prices and can use the $7500 government spiff to fund her car payment budget column for quite a long time if she needs to.

When she posted about her Volt purchase on Facebook, her brother, whom has been on an anti-Obama jihad for some time now, immediately jumped all over the Volt.  He accurately pointed out that the Volt is HEAVILY government subsidized.  Not only will Ali get that huge spiff for buying a Volt, GM gets a spiff for making it, a big one.  He finds this egregious.

I don’t look at it in quite the same way.  I think the world needs to be pushed, pulled and dragged into a life where fossil fuels become a consistently smaller piece of the energy pie.  I think the Volt is the perfect compromise of both worlds.  Now the problem is, this tech can not yet be made available to the public at a price point where it will be widely adopted.  These government incentives are an effort to do this.  I think it is a big picture idea that is going to take time.  Unfortunately we live in a very short term, me first, fck you world where so many people care about themselves and themselves alone.

The Volt is also an effort to kick start domestic production of the massive battery packs that are used to power the car.  The last two decades have seen these type of technologies consistently farmed out overseas where they can be built cheaper.  I love that GM is relying on an American company to make these battery packs.  Ali’s brother was more concerned about the recent story that the battery plant has been nearly idle because of the slow Volt sales.  Again, big picture versus little picture.

The hope is that with the government footing a large portion of the Volt bill, this car, and others like it will become more and more mainstream.  The more mainstream they become, the less expensive they become as the technology is more widely adopted.  It’s a seed that was planted.  The government is watering it daily right now until it grows large enough to be self sustaining.  Will the plan ultimately be successful?  I certainly hope so but even if it would ultimately fail, I think it is a fight worth fighting.

I am a real fan of the greater good concept.  It is in everyone’s best interest to get away from fossil fuels both for economic and environmental reasons. (unless you are a fan of Exxon)  If you don’t agree with that basic premise and that in order to do so is going to take a massive financial effort to drag us away from the slimy tentacles of big oil, I would suggest you are sadly mistaken.

Saturday night I  headed downtown to meet up at a post race party for an 80 mile relay run that was held during the day.  I had a good time getting relatively drunk and hanging out with good people.  I got home just before midnight.

I had plans to run Sunday.  When I woke up right before 8am I almost immediately dismissed them, I felt shitty. Immediately the internal discussions start up, the taskmaster reminding me that if I blow off the exercise I will be annoyed with myself.

After I had my Pop Tart breakfast I felt a little more human so I started leaning back towards grabbing my sneakers.  My mind was made up when I saw it was a very comfortable 66 degrees outside, a temp I have not had the pleasure of running in for probably 7 or 8 months.

I drove down to the water park and decided to do the big 10K Oakes loop.  The first half mile or so I felt pretty shitty, questioning if I wanted to continue running for almost an hour straight.  Eventually things settled down and felt better.  I completed the 10K with no stops for water or a breather in what felt like a decent pace, I didn’t even bother to bring my GPS.  Mentally, I felt better for making myself get out there and do the work, even when I really didn’t feel up to it.

I picked up the dogs on the way back home since Ali was going to work and I was going to be home doing chores.  Since the Eagles were on bye this week I had all day to buzz around.  The lion share of my time was consumed by mowing, I spent well over four hours on the tractor since I mowed the back yard as well.

The weekend was over in a blink of an eye.

I doubled the time of this upcoming weekend thanks to the use of some of my vacation days.  By this time next Monday rolls around I hope to have the bedroom painted and the Pioneer stereo installed in the Tacoma.

 

Love laundry, one radio – hold the harness, getting busy, paint project

I have talked a few times about my efficient and fast laundry technique.  Last night I documented the process for those out there that are looking to spend less time each week washing clothes.

I got my used radio for the Tacoma this week.  Included in the box was the radio and a brand new mic, gps antenna and USB/Iphone cable.  However there was one thing missing, the power/wiring harness that is used to connect the stereo to the trucks wiring.  I had already bought the adapter harness to connect the radio harness to the truck harness.

I double checked the auction listing to see if it mentioned the wire harness as being included or not.  It was not listed as being included so I had no tangible gripe with the seller.  Instead I had to hop back online and buy the harness I assumed was included, damn it.

I have yet another busy weekend in the forecast.  I am timing another cross country meet tomorrow which will easily consume over half of my Saturday.  The grass is due to be mowed along with my normal assortment of weekly to do’s. I have taken off the two days sandwiching next weekend with the intention of getting the bedroom finally painted, something I had hoped to knock out months ago.

Not that I had any intentions of shopping Abercrombie & Fitch anytime in the near future but this story will ensure I never will.  What a fcking tool.

 

 

Yawning at yoga

I was very, very tired yesterday.  So tired that I was considering just blowing off yoga class.  I had already missed the past two weeks so I felt like I really should go.  Class doesn’t start till 6 so I drove there right after work and just reclined the seat in the Tacoma and closed my eyes for a half hour.

For whatever reason the class was lightly attended, I think there were only a total of six people there, including myself.  I was the only male in the room.

This class usually starts and ends with things like chanting, meditation and reading.   This is something I didn’t look for when I started yoga.  I was more interested in the tangible benefits like greater flexibility and strength.  However I have come to enjoy the non-physical aspects of the class as well, not because it has offered me any dramatic spiritual awakening, it just feels good.

I really like the woman that runs this particular class, she is also the owner of the studio.  She has such a good and positive energy, it’s nearly impossible to walk out of the class not feeling better then when you walked  in.

In most yoga poses, especially anything that involves hip, shoulder or knee flexibility I am woefully behind everyone else in the class but it is no big deal. The only stuff I can hold my own at are hand balancing/strength holds. I am making slow progress in the other stuff which is all I am looking for.

When I got home I fought the urge to just nuke a quick dinner, instead baking tilipia in the oven and backing that up with some broccoli made on the stove top.

I was thinking I am going to need to get instructions from either my mom or Ali on how to make my favorite chocolate cake.  If someone bakes me chocolate cake I get to enjoy it for a week.  If I learn how to bake it myself I get to enjoy it for a lifetime.

 

Kicked Castillo, Looped

As disappointed as I have been with the last two Eagle losses which in the end came down to the defense coming up small, I was pretty surprised that Andy fired Juan Castillo yesterday.  I guess I was surprised because although in the very end, the defense failed, throughout the games there were equally bad issues on the other side of the ball.

I have never been a fan of Castillo as the defensive coordinator.  Many times last year I was asking for this very thing (his firing). I never understood why Andy thought it was a wise move to insert a guy that has coached nothing but offense in the NFL as the defensive coordinator.  To me it seemed like Juan’s strong points were enthusiasm and cheer leading.  Unfortunately crafting an effective, consistent defense was something that was missing from the list.

Supposedly the guy Andy promoted, who was the interim Dolphins head coach last year, is a no nonsense kind of guy.  Hopefully he can somehow insert a toughness into the defense that has been missing for a long time.

Last night I finally got around to seeing Looper.  It was not quite as good as I hoped/heard but I enjoyed it.  I sure hope they invent time travel before I die so a younger version of myself can close the loop.  I’d give the flick a B+.

I missed the debate last night and could care less.

Annoying alternator

If you are a regular blog reader you know I have had issues the last several months with my battery warning light in the Tacoma coming on.  It has been a hit and miss thing.  Well yesterday when I went to the gym the light came on and stayed on solid.  In addition I could smell a slight electrical burn.  I was worried that the alternator had completely died.

When I got to the gym I opened the hood and saw the alternator looked normal but I still could smell the burn.  My concern was it wasn’t charging at all which would quickly result in the truck dying in the middle of the road somewhere.  I was just hoping I would be able to get the truck to Autozone after work before it died.

I was relieved when I made it there.

I had the guy come out and test the alternator.  I had it tested once before when the light started coming off and on. At that time it tested as ok.  This time it did not.  The alternator was still outputting juice but less then it is supposed to, it failed the test.  It was good to know it was still putting out power, it meant I should be able to make it back home without having to call AAA.

So I didn’t waste much time until I got to work, knowing daylight was at a premium.  I pulled the SSR out of the garage and pulled the Tacoma part of the way in so the engine bay was under the light, just in case the job took longer than expected.  Of course, it did.

So I had done some loose research on alternator replacement, it didn’t seem too involved, a couple bolts, disconnect the electrical connections, loosen the belt and then reverse the process.  Well I hit a road block almost immediately.

I found two mounting points, a pivot bolt up top and a nut down below.  I removed the pivot bolt and loosened the nut below, thinking that would be enough to allow the alternator to move downward so I could remove the belt.  It did not want to budge at all.  Hell I even tapped it with a hammer to see if it moved, it didn’t.

So I went inside and looked for quick reference on the internet.  However as I was sitting there I realized I have my Chilton’s manual in the truck, I should be using it.  I am just so conditioned to using the internet as my sole reference point.

When I looked at the book I confirmed those two bolts were the only ones that held the alternator in place.  However the book also mentioned that with the V-6 models, it is recommended you remove the skid plate on the bottom to get better access to the alternator.

By this time daylight was gone, I was utilizing a flashlight and one of my fluorescent lanterns we use for the running club to provide additional lighting where needed.  As I was crawling around under the truck, trying to get the skid plate off, with the lantern next to me, a flaw in my plan to work at night with the garage door open was revealed, fucking bugs.

Working at night, in Florida, at the tail end of wet season with an open door and bright light source is like a big welcome sign for any insect within a couple hundred yards to come on in.   As I am pinned under the truck with limited movement area I had all sorts of things buzzing around me, including mosquitoes.  I was getting extremely agitated at this point.

Once I got the skid plate off I did have much better access to the bottom of the alternator.  I realized I needed to back off the tensioner bolt to allow the bottom of it to swing.  Once I did that I was finally able to get the belt off.

So now with both bolts totally off the alternator you would expect it would just fall right out.  Nope, it was still held in place just because the pivot bolt area is a really tight fit into the mounting area.  I left the it suspended in place while I turned my attention to removing the two electrical connections.

The first connector wasn’t too bad.  I had to pop off a plastic cover and then remove a nut.  The second connector SUCKED.  At first I tried to get it removed while the alternator was still in it’s mounted position.  Supposedly you just had to press down on a tab and the connector should release.  Well it didn’t.

I then popped the alternator out of the mounting bracket so I would have full access to the connector to manipulate it.  Even in this position I was unable to get the damn thing off.  I fought with it for a good 15 minuted trying various tools to help me.  I was getting nervous because some of my work with a pliers was damaging the plastic connector a bit.

Finally I got the damn thing to release.  When I looked at the connector I saw why I was having issues, it looked like it was a bit warped from heat.  I was worried that it might not work on the new alternator.

Installing the new alternator was not nearly as aggravating as removing the old one since I knew what was involved.  The bitched up connector did still snap in to the new unit, thankfully.  The most difficult part of putting the new alternator in was getting the pivot bolt portion back into it’s bracket with the bolt hole lined up.  It was SUPER tight, I had to use some light tapping with a hammer to get it into position.

Finally, after 2 hours of nasty labor I was ready to turn the key to see if my alternator surgery was successful.  I held my breath, turned the key and was pleased when the truck started right up and the battery warning light remained dark.  Sweet success.

The new alternator cost me about $140 after returning the old core.  I am pretty sure if I went to a garage to have the same work done I would have easily been out $400 or more.

I did wind up getting incredibly dirty.  My engine area is a greasy, oily mess.  The valve cover gaskets need to be replaced. I had black all over my arms, hands, head and legs.  It was a long shower that involved tons of scrubbing with my loofa brush thing.

Despite being worn out from the late night mechanic session I was up until almost midnight catching episode 1 of this season of Walking Dead.  As expected, it delivered.